I worked late tonight. It’s near the end of a quarter, and this particular quarter will also bring the company to the end of a fiscal year. So it’s crunch time. There is a lot of pressure to get stuff out the door.

In spite of that, I’m planning to take a vacation day tomorrow. Beth’s school is going on a field trip to Plimoth [sic] Plantation in Massachusetts. and having never been there myself, I’d kinda like to go. So I worked late tonight to meet my workly obligations.

I was embarrassingly old when I one day realized that the Pilgrims did not come over the Atlantic with Columbus. I’m sure I would have figured that out a lot sooner if I had ever given it an ounce of thought. Just hadn’t until one day I guess! If I’m feeling cocky tomorrow, I’ll pretend that I still think that’s the way it happened. I just like to see the look of horror on a historian’s face.

“Yeah, kids, this is where Columbus parked the Mayflower. They had to hurry and build this fort so they could defend themselves. As soon as it was built, the redcoats showed up, but Paul Revere warned everyone in time.”

That ought to make one of them have a stroke.

I can’t remember where I read this now, but I sure liked it. Maybe it was in a web comic. Anyhow, one guy was saying to another, “What’s there to not like about history? It’s all a bunch of stories about people doing cool things!” That’s my take on history too.

Most of the reading I do any more is non-fiction for that very reason. Historical accounts are really fascinating, and I think the fact that they really did happen makes them even better. I’ve read biographies of most of the founding fathers (McCullough’s John Adams was an excellent read). I’ve read about Lewis & Clark, Ernest Shackelton, Ben Franklin, Alexander Hamilton, Krakatoa, and plenty of others.

What’s more geeky than regular history? Math history! I’ve read “A History of Pi”, “e, The Story of a Number”, “The Nothing That Is” (which is about zero) or “An Imaginary Tale – The Story of SQRT(-1).” Yeah.

Engineering history is another topic I’ve read quite a lot on, including the invention of the telegraph and the first transatlantic cable, as well as the solution to the longitude problem (can’t find your longitude without an accurate clock – and it has to be accurate at sea.) Oh, and I’ve read a book about ENIAC, the first electronic computer. It didn’t use binary by the way. It was base-10. Pretty bizarre stuff.

So. I guess this post pretty much pegs the geek meter.


I finished making a knife sheath tonight.

Leather knife sheath

Leather knife sheath

I was working on writing answers to the Leather Craft – Advanced honor for my Wikibook project, and one of the requirements can be met by making a knife sheath. I didn’t really have a knife that needed a sheath though. Steak knives? No. Pocket knives? No. Utility knives? Nope. I asked my friend Warran (a Pathfinder staff member) if he had a hunting knife that could use a new sheath, and he allowed that he might. So he brought it to me Sunday, and I made this sheath. That was the last thing I needed to do to finish the answers to that honor.

I have still not earned that honor though, as it also requires that six items be made, and in my entire life, I can think of five things I’ve made. Maybe I’ll knock it out soon though, who knows.

This morning Va needed to get up at 5:30 so she could get to school early so they could leave for Boston and visit the New England Aquarium. What I didn’t fully appreciate when she told me that was that she was also expecting that I would set the alarm. Instead we woke up at 6:30, and there was plenty of rushing around after that. Va and Beth ate breakfast in transit. She was not expecting to enjoy the aquarium, and she pretty much got what she expected. The kids enjoyed it though, so I don’t think she’s sorry she went. Her cell phone battery died sometime during the day too, so she couldn’t call me to let me know when she’d be home.

I scored some cardboard from work for our cardboard boat. Manufacturing has some huge brand-new, never-been-used boxes, that they expect they will never use. Cardboard boat-building seemed like the best fate, so I got three of them. They said I could have more if I needed them, and I expect I will. I dropped them off at church before I went home.

When I got home David told me that Jonathan had come down with a serious case of the pukes. I feel bad for him, but what can I do? I’m just glad he doesn’t whine and cry when he gets sick (he never did, even as a baby).

I guess that’s about all that’s worth writing about tonight, and then some!